Shi Lang was still immersed in cultivation and the rest of the elders did the same, but apart from him, the rest of the people had to make an agreement and they all took turns to go into seclusion. They would come out every couple of months and exchange views. The constant exchange was supporting a faster growth in all the forces.
It has been two years since Shi Lang condensed the foundation of his Dao understandings, the clock under his body was now divided in two sides, one of them seemed to be made of golden lightning and the other half was made of fire. The hands of the clock seemed to be crystalized from blood.
He opened his eye and let out a heavy breath. He stood up and the void rippled, as if he was a stone thrown in still water. He had yet to gain control over this power of his. He frowned and after some thought he said, "Well, looks like I would need to try something."
